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If you’re inclined to spend your entire career waiting for retirement, I highly recommend coming here!
Also, for friends who want to develop two skills—verbal flattery and learning to swim while holding their breath...
You don’t need to work very hard here! Just be a slave and you’re all set~~ Serve the royal family in the palace endlessly.
Apart from your official duties, you need to constantly flatter the queen (the boss lady) and the three little princesses around her, with Sleeping Beauty being the top priority!!!
At work, you can sleep endlessly like you’re at Starbucks or in a library—lie down, sit, lean, or sleep while being held. You can sleep until almost the end of the workday with sleep marks still on your face, then loudly ramble on about how long you just slept, as though it were something impressive—a truly excellent display of privilege. Only after everyone else has gotten off work do you put on the most arduous overtime performance, letting the queens see how you are risking your life for the company.
You have to treat her like a princess and flatter her to the highest degree, serving her like a slave. That might get you noticed by the queen. Otherwise, if you don’t give her enough praise, she will absolutely report you relentlessly until you’re ruined. I personally suffered endless consequences because I ignored her and refused to show her deference!
If you weren’t born to be a princess, why act like you have princess syndrome? First to slack off, first to eat, first to take breaks, and terrible at your actual work... Because she’s afraid others will take her position, she will actively work hard to orbit the queen, spinning and jumping around her with her eyes closed!
There is also another big shot in the design department—the “Chief Beast” director, ahem—who really likes standing up to look at your computer. The worst part is that whenever he comes to your seat, he looks left and right, sneaking glances at everyone, then scans from the desk to the screen...
What’s more, he coughs, has bad breath, and speaks loudly. He doesn’t wear a mask or seek treatment; he just sprays on more and more perfume in an attempt to cover it up. But perfume isn’t sprayed into your mouth...
I even stuck a bunch of pictures and text on my seat, pretending not to notice and pretending they weren’t about him. When you go near his seat, he secretly covers half his mouth with one hand (obviously he knows, but refuses to admit it). When he yawns, you can smell the bad odor from far away.